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The Taste of Clay

I was born with a Southern drawl flowing from my lips like rich red clay during a summer downpour, thick and shifting with each emotion, an open window to my heart’s hue, with no mistaking the color of it’s source, at … Continue reading

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A Deeper Shine

The hardest thing to clean out of my life and psyche are the old dreams and hopes that lie in the corners. They have been there for so long and are filled with the static of long-lost promise that they … Continue reading

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